Cancer log 197: Out of surgery, home safe. Groggy. Ow.

I basically came home and immediately fell asleep. Kev went and picked up my prescriptions; he’ll tell me when I can have pain meds again. In my experience, I heal pretty quickly, so expect to be switched to just Advil by Monday. But for now, I’ll take the nice fancy meds, and drink lots of water. Not feeling up to eating yet, but I’ll try to eat at least one meal today.

Note for nurses — telling a patient repeatedly, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, there’s no need to cry” is SUPER unhelpful and kind of infuriating. Maybe she meant well, but AIGH.

I’m pretty stoic; if I’m crying in front of a stranger, there’s a problem. If you can address the problem and make it better, do that. If you can’t do anything, bring tissues.

I’m actually kind of angry too — I was cold and in pain, a combination I have a lot of trouble being tough through, and it felt like an eternity before she actually gave me the better warming blanket and more pain meds, even though I warned them beforehand that I react this way to the sedative. Same nurse I had last time, apparently. If I do this again, I’m going to request a different nurse.